The perfumer sat in a chair without love: "What about my teammates? ”

Could it be that her teammates saw her as a first-order little budding new and then didn't come to save her, right?

After a long time, the perfumer directly sat down on the chair and slowly ascended to heaven.

The striker on the other side is almost halfway through the progress bar in his chair.

Baijiu is wondering if she wants to save people?

Anyway, now that the cellar has opened, she should squat in the cellar.

The system couldn't help but muttered a few words when he saw it: "What, I was shouting at the mercenary before, and I was going to save people, but now that the striker is caught, why don't you save it?" ”

Baijiu handed a murderous look at the system, and the system was so frightened that it shut up and didn't dare to speak again.

The hateful garbage mortal knows how to scare him!

"You know the, if I run over and get halfway through the skill time, how can I save it?"

The system just smiled, and then slipped away in the 100-meter sprint at the fastest speed.

"Hey!"

Baijiu yelled at the back of the system, but for a second she knew why the system was running.

At this moment, behind the liquor, a woman was half-floating in the air.

He wore a terrifying mask on his face, his hair scattered everywhere, and his hand, which was so white that he didn't speak, held a fan tightly.

Baijiu's heart throbbed, she was still half-blooded, as long as the regulator stabbed her, then she was finished.

"Why... Why didn't you come to see me? Don't you know that I've been looking for you? ”

Baijiu turned his head to look at Red Butterfly suspiciously: "What are you talking about?" ”

The fan in Red Butterfly's hand fell to the ground with a click, and the sharp red nails on her outstretched fingers looked extremely scary.

The blushing butterfly, who was carefully holding the liquor in both hands, touched the forehead of the liquor: "I really worked so hard to find you... I know you hate me, but I'm still waiting for you like a fool, and I know you don't care about me, but I'm still standing there waiting for you like an idiot. ”

But so what? You don't care, what about me? What if you hate me? As long as I'm waiting for you, I care about you, and I like you, it's enough. ”

Baijiu only felt some hot liquid fall on her face.

Are those the tears of the red butterfly? Why is she crying?

Did she have anything to do with the blind girl?

Meng's splitting headache came again.

Some memories that didn't belong to her rushed into her mind.

"Michiko, you said my eyes are the best-looking, right?"

"Yes."

"Do you like my eyes, or do you like me?"

"I... Like..."

Before the red butterfly painting could finish speaking, I felt a pain in my lower abdomen.

She looked at the girl in front of her in surprise: "For... Why..."

*

"Michiko, I... I don't like you, you don't have to stand here waiting for me. ”

"But I like you, and I'll wait for you no matter how long I have to stand here."

*

"I'm sorry, Michiko, but you deserve to be loved by someone better."

"Don't go! Sea... Helen... Na..."

*

"Michiko, if you don't open your eyes and look at me again, I'll really ignore you! Give me a cheer up! ”

"Yes... Right... I'm sorry, I probably won't be able to wait for you..."

*

"I'm sorry, Michiko... Forgive me."

The girl turned slowly.

The red figure behind him struggled desperately in the lake: "No... Don't go..."

*

"I'm waiting for you... That nasty and distressing stupid blind man! ”